Chapter 1,797: Taken Away by an Unrivaled Master

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Every time Qin Guan made a strike with his palm sword, the blood of the powerful Martial Emperor from the Ghost Mansion would fly out, his body would be broken into two pieces, and he would die on the spot!

The Martial Emperor, who was originally extremely powerful in the eyes of others, now seemed like paper in front of Qin Guan, completely vulnerable to a blow!

In just a few breaths, half of the nearly 100 powerful Martial Emperors present had died at the hands of Qin Guan!

The entire scene was littered with broken corpses, blood was flying everywhere, covering the ground, and the smell of blood was escaping.

In an instant, the entire Ghost Mansion seemed to have turned into a Shura field.

The strong Martial Emperor who was about to rush towards Qin Guan suddenly stopped his advance, his eyes were full of fear, and they were all stunned!

Palace Master Wei Xiang's old eyes showed endless fear.

He originally thought that Qin Guan could be easily crushed by the large number of people, but he had no intention of taking action.

But now it seems that the young man standing in front of him is definitely a fierce god!

"It's actually a powerful martial saint!"

A powerful Martial Emperor from the Ghost Palace swallowed his saliva hard and said in shock.

"I remembered, he is... the leader of Qingshan Sword Sect, Qin Guan! That God of Death Qin Guan!"

Another powerful Martial Emperor from the Ghost Palace looked at Qin Guan, his voice trembled, and he realized it later.

"Qin Guan, the God of Killing?"

Wei Xiang frowned.

He has been practicing in seclusion during this period, indifferent to things outside, and has no idea what has happened in the big world recently.

"After Qin Guan came back from the Hidden World Family, he killed the Zhenguo Martial Saint of the Snow Saint Empire, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, and..."

A strong Martial Emperor hurriedly transmitted a message to Wei Xiang's spiritual consciousness.

The more Wei Xiang heard, the more shocked he became!

All of the people Qin Guan killed were powerful martial saints, and even those in the Ghost Palace did not dare to provoke them easily!

Qin Guan killed several such powerful martial saints in one go!

How terrifying is Qin Guan's cultivation?

How could their Ghost Mansion offend such a murderous god?

Wei Xiang felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to the sky!

"I am ignorant and offend you. Please forgive me and don't be as knowledgeable as ignorant people like me!"

Wei Xiang's cold expression before was gone, and he bowed ninety degrees to Qin Guan with great respect.

All the powerful Martial Emperors from the Ghost Palace around Qin Guan also quickly bowed and saluted Qin Guan, not daring to slack off at all.

"Didn't someone just threaten to torture my soul?"

Qin Guan's cold eyes fell on Wei Xiang and he snorted coldly.

"I don't dare! The villain is clumsy and offends the adults. I hope the adults will ignore the villain's faults."

Upon hearing Qin Guan's words, Wei Xiang turned pale with fright and lowered his head.

"It seems you already know who I am?"

Qin Guan looked around.

"You are the leader of Qingshan Sword Sect. Everyone knows your name now, so of course we know it."

Wei Xiang was extremely respectful and said cautiously.

"It's good to know! I came here to look for my father. He possesses the Fire Dragon Martial Spirit. Someone saw you people from Ghost Palace chasing my father before."

Qin Guan said coldly.

He had just scanned the entire Ghost Mansion with his spiritual consciousness, but did not find his father's aura. At this moment, he felt extremely uneasy.

"He actually hunted down the father of this murderous god!"

Wei Xiang's head is as big as the two.

"Sir, could it be that I am mistaken? How could we dare to act rashly with your father's status?"

Wei Xiang's thin face showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

He would not admit this kind of thing easily and directly wanted to pass the blame.

"Are you doubting my judgment?"

Qin Guan's face darkened and he snorted coldly.

"Don't dare, don't dare! Don't worry, sir, I promise to give you a satisfactory answer!"

With a shy smile on Qin Guan's face, Wei Xiang glanced around with cold eyes and said coldly:

"You people are so short-sighted that you dare to hunt down the father of the head of Qin Guan. You are so bold! Whoever did it, please come forward and tell me what happened!"

"Master of the Palace, I remembered that you ordered me to hunt down a soul cultivator who possesses the Fire Dragon Spirit. Could he be your father?"

A middle-aged man remembered something and spoke.

"I ordered...this bastard, at this time, he actually puts the responsibility on me!"

Wei Xiang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth fiercely, and in his heart he scolded the eighteen generations of the middle-aged man who spoke.

There were too many soul cultivators he ordered to hunt down, so how could he remember every soul cultivator clearly?

"Should you give me an explanation? Where is my father?"

After hearing the news about his father, Qin Guan's heart beat rapidly. He tried his best to suppress the anxiety in his heart. His eyes fell on Wei Xiang and he snorted coldly.

Being stared at by Qin Guan's cold eyes, Wei Xiang almost went out of his body and quickly turned over his hand to take out a dark and slender bottle from his arms.

This bottle is called the Soul-nurturing Jade Bottle, and it is the most precious treasure of the Ghost Soul Mansion. It can condense the essence of martial souls. Basically, all the powerful soul cultivators captured by Wei Xiang are locked up in the Soul-Nourishing Jade Bottle.

"Sir, all the soul cultivators that the villain ordered to capture are in this soul-nurturing jade bottle. Please take a look at it yourself!"

Wei Xiang respectfully handed the soul-nurturing jade bottle to Qin Guan.

He took the soul-nurturing jade bottle and erased Wei Xiang's soul power, and then Qin Guan injected his spiritual thoughts into it.

There are at least hundreds of soul cultivators floating aimlessly in the chaotic space inside.

But after Qin Guan checked carefully, he did not find his father Qin Zhanhai in it.

"My father is not here! Tell me, what did you do to my father?"

Qin Guan's expression became even colder when his father's whereabouts was not discovered.

Although they did not sense their father's martial spirit aura from Wei Xiang and others, there was no guarantee that they would use other means to deal with their father.

"Impossible! All the soul cultivation that the villain has collected over the years is here!"

Wei Xiang was so frightened that his legs went weak.

"Are you sure?"

Qin Guan looked at Wei Xiang coldly.

"Sir, I have not absorbed the power of the Fire Dragon Spirit. I can assure you that your father is still alive!"

Wei Xiang's legs were trembling, and the memories in his mind were rolling rapidly. He thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he slapped his forehead:

"Sir, I remembered! A peerless powerful man once came to my Ghost Mansion. He said he was looking for a destined person and took your father away directly!"

"Peerless powerful man? You only think of such a big thing now? Are you sure you didn't deceive me?"

Qin Guan's eyes lit up when he heard his father's whereabouts.

"How dare you, a villain!"

Wei Xiang had a bitter look on his face and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Do you know who that peerless strong man is and where he took my father?"

Qin Guan asked.

Knowing that his father was not dead, Qin Guan finally relaxed his tense heart and prepared to follow the clues to find out the specific whereabouts of his father.